| Spent a long, long evening in a low down honky-tonk bar
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| Pulled a low down lady with a long black honky-tonk car
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| I asked no questions, I got no lies
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| A one off winner, I didn’t want any ties
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| And I knew it wasn’t right
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| Well, everybody has to sometimes break the rules
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| Took me down on the highway doing too many miles an hour
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| And by the way she motored thought we might have made the Eiffel Tower
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| She stopped the motor by her own front door
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| I knew she’d done it so many times before
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| But I was off of the floor
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| But everybody has to sometimes break the rules
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| I woke up next morning feeling kind of up and down
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| 'Cos I did not know if I was in or out of the town
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| Then I saw the face from the night before
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| My purse was empty lying there on the floor
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| But like I told you before
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| That, everybody has to sometimes break the rules
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| I spend a low down evening sitting high on a honky-tonk stool
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| And I spent my money like a low down honky-tonk fool
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| But everybody has to sometimes break the rules
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| Well, everybody has to sometimes break the rules
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| Yes, everybody has to sometimes break the rules |